Horror

I can smell you my love, your scent heavy on the breeze of this night. You run in fear, but it is I who is afraid. Your scent; the smell of your sweat mixed with your choice of aftershave, a faint hint of alcohol. It…

“I’ve been robbed!” The old man shuffled down the street looking for someone, anyone who would help him retrieve what had been stolen from him. He didn’t care that it was Halloween, or that he’d left his apartment wearing only a dingy, white tank-top, faded…

“Show yourself mother fucker!!” Kurtis yelled, his knuckles white from gripping the wood axe tightly, the blood from the wound on his forehead running down his face, around his right eye, gathering in his goatee. His letterman ruined, his own blood staining it, he was…

“Hi, My name is Abby, Mr. John Doe. It’s a pleasure to meet your dead body. If I may be so bold, I think I’m infatuated with you. May I make a confession? I love the taste of formaldehyde in the morning….

People who romanticize Van Gogh –like Madness mostly likely have never met him. He’s not the easiest guy to get along with.And he comes out of the blue,when you least expect him to. Most sophisticated aficionados praise the insanity…the intensity…the originality…that’s because they never met…

This is for the people who enjoy Pretty Little Liars. Chapter One – Flashback There was a street lamp about 10 feet away from some shadows. The shadows were of four girls. The four girls were walking along the side of the path and entering…

Insane asylums are the only safe havens for genuine monks and nuns. That’s why I’m a monk. That’s why I’m here. It’s a clean, antiseptic linoleum-tiled sanatorium. I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else or live my life anywhere else. The outside world today is…

It’s around midnight on January 21, 2011 in Bear, Delaware. A snowstorm is in the works, and the howling of the wind can be heard outside of a lone worn cottage deep in the woods by a lake. There’s a small blue sedan parked in…

CHAPTER 1 – The Return It was a cold clear night, most people were inside keeping warm from the bitter cold, some people were still out on the town near the TESCO’s and people roaming back and forth from numerous clubs and yet there…

Half past chivalry avenue Where the crows bro’s nest till their feathers grow cold Off the back stroke of pleasure they sell their souls To the highest bidder, their practice never goes old Over and under beneath the streets of conscience Misguided desire unfolds As…

For the story goes A thief betrayed the Mistress of the night Shadowed in the palm of fate He wooed her with his might Showered her with loves embrace And flowered her with passion but just a little taste For little did she know That…

Anything precedented, anything filtered in? Feel the tiers in coldest gin. Anyone needs a dentist or dental surgeon to remove the teeth, those sweet teeth? Most nightmares begin with a guy cheating on his girlfriend. He tells her, in the morning, as she wakes that…